chapter 8

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   "She's no one." Mitchel said so firmly it almost didn't sound like him. I could just feel the awkwardness in the air and I don't think I've ever felt more uncomfortable.

   "Um okay..." I responded, hoping someone else would say something.

"Anyway what do you have in mind?" Christian asked, still looking at Mitchel though, I couldn't really read his expression.

   "show them zelle", it had taken me a moment to catch on that he already made me a nickname. I tried not showing my reaction but it was hard, I was smiling as I grabbed my sketchbook and flipped through the pages.

   Finally landing on the drawing of the rose, I sighed as I looked at it and handed it over to Kras. If I didn't like it I doubt they would, I bit my lip as the rest of the boys leaned in to also see.

  

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